Louis mumbled into his mouth. "Just had to upstage me, did you? Couldn't live with the idea of me having one-up on you, hm?" "N-no it's not like that at all." Louis held a hand up to his lover's face to stop him. He didn't need to hear it, though "Let me finish." He began to unbutton his boy's shirt with speed so he could mark up his chest. "I never said anything about not liking it. In fact, I'm going to use this little ploy to my advantage." Or Harry finally has a bigger ass and Louis is going to have a bit of fun with it.

"Wait, pause. Louis Tomlinson just liked my selfie. What a creep."

Louis texts Harry. Harry texts Louis. Louis's annoyed by Harry. Harry flirts with Louis. Louis likes the flirting. Harry likes Louis. Louis wont admit his feelings. ⟨ ❁ larry texting au ❁ ⟩

❝ I really hope you don't expect me to do anything. Because I won't. I don't care. Cry all you like but when it comes down to it, you don't need me and I don't need you. Love isn't real. It only exists in fairytales and Disney movies. This is real life, honey. Get used to it. ❞

where two boys send eachother ridiculous pick up lines. //text format// © all rights reserved 2018 @playboymembersonly

in which harry notices louis sitting alone at a table with tears in his eyes and brings him a pumpkin spice latte after his shift. lowercase intended!

How come falling in love with the person he hated most was so easy? Who the hell did this guy think he was? How could he stand there on the pavement, gorgeous and beautiful, and make Harry fall back into a swirl of desire, when fifteen minutes ago he made his skin prickle with hurt? God, he hated him. He wanted to bash his face into bits. The problem was that more than that, he wanted to kiss him. Between the two options, he would instantaneously choose the second. A mortal enemies with benefits story with a touch of football, lust, and family drama. The Unbelievers Story from Harry's point of view. ------ Harry's POV of Unbelievers disclaimer: this is not by work, the work is by @isthatyoularry on ao3! ⚠️ ALL CREDITS GO TO ISTHATYOULARRY!!! ⚠️ please check out all of their works and support them by reading their fics on ao3!! Best ranking #2 on Bloodsport #2 on Unbelievers

Harry Styles was a new student. He wore pink skirts and crop tops, and you can't forget the laced panties underneath. Louis is most favorited teacher in the school, but when he sees the boy for the first time take a seat in the front of the class, he can't imagine anything other than bending that little boy over his desk

They couldn't be more different if they tried. Louis Tomlinson is 17 years old and in his last year of the most prestigious private school in Doncaster, before then he's off to Uni. He has big plans for his future, and thanks to his parent's money he will have no problem achieving them. Everyone who attends his school knows him thanks to his incredibly rich family, sassy attitude and gorgeous girlfriend, Eleanor Calder. If there's one thing that completely annoys him, it's that there is a community college right across the street from St. Mark's Private School, and he has to look at the poor, totally inappropriate students that go there. Harry Styles is 19 years old, and (once again) in his last year of college. He goes to Doncaster's community college, just because the Holmes Chapel comprehensive expelled him twice in the span of two years, so he and his family had to move to another town. He has no future because he never shows up to classes and if he actually bothers to, he's either high or drunk; sometimes both. His skin is littered with tattoos and if there's one thing he absolutely hates, it's the snobby students attending the private school right across from his, who think they're better than anyone just because their parents have money. When they meet, Louis is nothing but disgusted by the tattooed boy, and Harry can't help but laugh at the innocent yet sassy boy with blue eyes and amazing arse. Or a sixth form!AU where Harry is the fucked up bad boy with too many problems, Louis is the perfect rich boy with too much money and their schools are right across from each other. They meet at a party and that's the last (and maybe the only) thing they need. (Disclaimer: I'm from America and know close to nothing about the education system in England, so I apologise in advance.) LAST CHAPTERS ARE ON PRIVATE BECAUSE OF MATURE CONTENT! YOU NEED TO FOLLOW IF YOU WANT TO READ -- Thank you @Cupcaribo for the banner ! Love it :)

Louis texts the wrong number but finds out it's his favorite celebrity.